一個(gè)干凈明亮的地方人物分析.ppt

1、Rendered almost completely in dialogue, the main action of “A Clean, Well-Lighted Place” is set in a small caf in Spain, as two waiters prepare to close the establishment for the night. The place is empty except for a regular customer, a deaf old man drinking alone at one of the tables. Realizing th

2、at the old man is drunk, one of the waiters informs the other that the customer attempted suicide the week before. After the waiters watch a young man and woman pass on the street, the young waiter serves the old customer another brandy and voices his impatience to the old waiter, complaining that t

3、he old man is keeping him from his warm bed and the comfort of his wife.,PLOT & ANALYSIS OF THE CHARACTERS,They discuss the old mans suicide attempt and his possible reasons for such a desperate act. When the old man gestures for another brandy, the young waiter tells him that it is closing time. Af

4、ter the old man pays his bill and leaves, the old waiter chides the young waiter for his lack of patience and empathy for the old man. He compares himself to the man, saying he understands the need for a clean, well-lighted place to be at night. After the caf closes, the old waiter stops at a bar fo

5、r a drink before he goes home, dreading his return to an empty room.,Old man,The old man liked to sit late because he was deaf and now at night it was quiet and he felt the difference. Last week he tried to commit suicide, one waiter said. Why? He was in despair. How did he do it? He hung himself wi

6、th a rope. Who cut him down? His niece. Why did he do it? For his soul. How much money has he got? Hes got plenty. He must be eighty years old.,He stays up because he likes it. Hes lonely. Im not lonely. I have a wife waiting in bed for me. He had a wife once too.,The old man sitting in the shadow r

7、apped on his saucer with his glass. The waiter poured on into the glass so that the brandy slopped over and ran down the stem into the top saucer of the pile. Thank you, the old man said. “This old man is clean. He drinks without spilling. Even now, drunk.” The old man stood up, slowly counted the s

8、aucers, took a leather coin purse from his pocket and paid for the drinks, leaving half a peseta tip. The waiter watched him go down the street, a very old man walking unsteadily but with dignity.,Young waiter,He put down the saucer and poured the glass full of brandy. I wish he would go home. I nev

9、er get to bed before three oclock. What kind of hour is that to go to bed? Hes lonely. Im not lonely. I have a wife waiting in bed for me. I wouldnt want to be that old. An old man is a nasty thing.,I dont want to look at him. I wish he would go home. He has no regard for those who must work. Finish

10、ed, he said, speaking with that omission of syntax stupid people employ when talking to drunken people or foreigners. No more tonight. Close now.,He was in despair. What about? Nothing. How do you know it was nothing? He has plenty of money.“ You talk like an old man yourself. He can buy a bottle an

11、d drink at home. Its not the same. You have everything I have. No. I have never had confidence and lm not young. Come on. Stop talking nonsense and lock up. Hombre, there are bodegas open all night long. You do not understand. This is a clean and pleasant cafe. It is well lighted. The light is very

12、good and also, now, there are shadows of the leaves.,Middle-aged waiter,He stays up because he likes it. Hes lonely. Im not lonely. I have a wife waiting in bed for me. He had a wife once too. You talk like an old man yourself. He can buy a bottle and drink at home. Its not the same. No, it is not,

13、agreed the waiter with a wife. He did not wish to be unjust. He was only in a hurry. You have youth, confidence, and a job, the older waiter said. You have everything. And what do you lack? Everything but work.,Good night, the other said. Turning off the electric light he continued the conversation

14、with himself. It is the light of course but it is necessary that the place be clean and light. You do not want music. Certainly you do not want music. Nor can you stand before a bar with dignity although that is all that is provided for these hours. What did he fear? It was not fear or dread. It was a nothing that he knew too well. He disliked bars and bodegas. A clean, well-lighted cafe was a very different thing. Now, without thinking further, he would go home to his room. He would lie in the bed and finally, with daylight, he would go to sleep. After all, he said to